Musings at 4 AM.

It’s 4 am, and I miss home. Home where I learnt to ride a bike on the trails tucked beneath that dusty hill known as Sang’alo. I miss home. Home where Luthuli fries were a staple after nights of frenzied alcohol-free dancing at hengs in Westie, Langata, Hurlingham or South B. Where the green of […]